March 25th, 2004 § 0 comments § permalink
I’m not sure what’s odder about this situation — that Tree Town played host to the latest bloody movie-theater scuffle, or that the film being screened was not the kind of urban-realistic crime film at which fights became clich?? in the 80s, but a french cartoon about old ladies. In FRENCH.
Looks like Lord of the Rings fans have to deal with it too — except for Jackie, who seems a bit too chipper to be a real Malfoy.
March 25th, 2004 § 0 comments § permalink
Hey, all you Gen-Xers, for lack of a better phrase! Remember when Comedy Central was first coming up, about, oh, ten or eleven years ago? Remember how, long before South Park and The Daily Show and Adam and Jimmy, it was nothing but 30-60 minute performances by stand-up comics, shows like “Stand-Up Stand-Up” and “Short Attention Span Theater,” which consisted almost entirely of short clips of stand-up comics, and “Dr. Katz,” which was basically a cartoon sitcom with a plot wrapped around unrelated clips of stand-up comics? Well, take that and remove the reruns of Python and early-80s SNL and — oh yes — MST3k, and what would you have left? You’d have a 24-hour National Comedy Network.
Even with all the innovative recent programming, I don’t exactly see a nation starving for a single all-comedy network. That said, if they could put someathat E*Trade money down for some of the stuff Comedy Central doesn’t show, like Larry Sanders and Mr. Show, I’d probably memorize their number on the cable box.
January 29th, 2004 § 0 comments § permalink
You can subscribe for free to the Morbidity and Mortality Weekly Report. Print it out and leave it in the bathroom along with the Goth Street Journal.
January 28th, 2004 § 0 comments § permalink
When John Gilmore isn’t crusading to protect air travelers’
privacy, he blows off steam by presenting
random groups of headshots
of Usenet posters, as captured at Usenix conferences in “meatspace,” so
Usenet people could attach a face to a name in the days before web
pages made everyone as ubiquitous as they want to be. It
only took me three pages of these headshots to run into a former ANS cow
orker. Most-recoemmended are anyone whose email address ends in .uucp,
an old, just-about-obsolete domain for computers that used Unix-to-Unix
Copy Protocol to transfer mail and news in the days before an always-on
line was feasible.
January 27th, 2004 § 0 comments § permalink
I could not remember the guy’s name to save my life — only the name of his website: “My Dad And These Air-Disasters.” I could not remember the URL to save my life, either, so the Wayback Machine would be of no help. Then, I found Recall, through which I discovered his name and his long-dead website URL, which sadly is not cached in the WBM, though references to it were: Lionel Stanislaus Dunn.
Investigating L.S. Dunn showed me another prime example: Russ Wuertz.
And for some reason all this reminded me of Sam Sloan. It’s really not fair to categorize Sloan as a kook — not when he actually publishes parodies, wrtten by Usenet people, of his own website articles. It would be fair to categorize him as a kook, though, for embedding MIDI files on all his pages.
January 27th, 2004 § 0 comments § permalink
Sometimes you can still find good stuff on MeFi, like this archive of letters-to-the-editor from a very opinionated newspaper reader. From the cultured minds behind Wesley Willis Art, and much like its sister site, it rocks Saddam Hussein’s ass to Russia.
December 31st, 2003 § 0 comments § permalink
I can’t confirm or deny whether Steven Wright actually said that thing
about the seashells on the beach — though it is widely attributed to
him, I swear I read an interview with him once where he denied ever
saying it. I searched his website for some kind of statement of denial.
I didn’t find one, but I did find a posting that begins
into writing Simpsons Fan Scripts as a hobby…”, which to me is much
like a toreador’s cape to a bull. CHAAAAARGE IT!
December 30th, 2003 § 0 comments § permalink
Unfortunately, Chris Kemp’s dashing
good looks couldn’t save him from
crime. [Thanks, P-Dizzle!]
October 5th, 2003 § 0 comments § permalink
Jit’s brother crashed his Eclipse, which turned out to be a blessing in disguise, as it allowed him to a acquire a pimped-out Cadillac and the requisite posse.
STUDY GUIDE:
August 20th, 2003 § 0 comments § permalink
The new Lions coach has been the focus of the current turn-of-model year media blitz. One TV ad identifies him as “a shrewd negotiator” as the camera focuses on three reserved parking spaces outside of Ford Field, with three different L/M sport-utes parked in them. But there’s a radio ad that puts Mariucci in a much more sympathetic light:
“I grew up in Michigan. My career took me away, but I dreamed about coming home. And then I came home. And I said ‘I’m home. I’m where I wanna be.”
Sensing a macro in the making, I immediately called Victor [one of the perks of Victorlams.com/etc: All-Access Gold is a members-only hotline, along with a 24-7 live camfeed and a 3-CD set of new music that went on sale exclusively to members 1.5 months before it went on sale exclusively to Best Buy shoppers]. The amazing thing is that, as soon as he answered, I went into my piss-poor Steve Mariucci impression, and he knew exactly what I was talking about. And that’s how “And I said ‘I’m home’” became a gag. Feel free to use it early and often. Because “we’re building something good here.”
I am going to try to record this for posterity somehow, some way.
